another song to sing

do they ask you where i am or where i've been

do they ever say where is the lonely friend

is my name whispered in your bedside prayers

do you feel a vacant spot beside you there

well there's always one more path that i must walk

and there's people i should sit down with and talk

and somebody might appreciate the flowers i could bring

so there's always another song to sing

do you tell them i was wilder than the wind

do you remember that i needed lots of friends

and at other times i'd rather be alon

where i could not be found when i was gone

well there's always one more canyon to explore

to touch the things left by those gone before

at the top of the tiniest hill i can feel like i'm a king

and there's always another song to sing